YeahNas in the buildingPremier‘s in the building
Yeah
This is how we redefine, the music
Let’s go

Yeah, ya’ll know I gets it on, sip on Dom Clear the throat, wet the palate Compose a ballet, then expose a rare talent The kick drum will have you numb, the snare‘s valid That’s how Premier styles it Yeah ya’ll know he gets it on, that’s a given Every song I’ve written, make the sky clear blue Like the beginning scenes of The Simpsons Dominions of the British Empire We’ll listen to Bach, with tea and biscuits Preem revisits, songs centuries old Hip-Hop; symphony’s orchestras out cold with it You know the flow’s administered By the deputy, rhyme prime-minister Sir Nas, I’m certified Please be seated and your shirt and tie, dresses on Arrive early, when the curtains rise, bet it’s on A certain etiquette involved with this Unlike any other music genre is, bring the drama in